Matteo pushed through the glass doors of the ICU, the more closer he got the more his chest tightened.He kept perceiving the smell of antiseptic and hearing the quiet griefs. Machines humming softly in the hospital, beeping in rhythm with fragile heartbeats. His heart melted when he saw Dominic—lying pale and still, tubes connected through his arm and chest, his chest rising and falling quietly like a whisper. The whole look made Matteo’s eyes burn. The man who used to fuck him, cheer him, kiss him with so much desire was now leing down like a log of wood. Nico, Dominic’s younger brother sat by the side. His face looked stressed, he’s been sleepless since his brother’s accident, his eyes heavy but conscious.Matteo came close slowly, the tiled floor counting his steps. “How’s he doing?” he asked quietly, his voice breaking the silence.Nico looked up, amazed, then straightened. His tone was sounding disencouraging. “The doctors said he’ll recover, but it would be a gradual processa
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